The answer to life’s woes: a big wad of bubble gum

This was going to be about a much more serious topic. It was all sorted in the ol’ noggin and I was anxious to get it out of there and into the computer.

Then . . . bubble gum. Good grief.

On the way to work, I decided to stop at the store for regular gum, which comes in handy when it’s a heavy writing day. (Does it really help with concentration? Sure seems like it.) I was debating the merits of peppermint vs. spearmint — this is what passes for deep thought on a Monday morning — when my brain detoured and landed on Bubble Yum. Huh.